Wednesday, April 13, 2011

I can't see most of my Twitter past the April Fool's stuff, and... Echo hasn't let me touch the computer until I promised I would only post an update.

I- I think I've been losing time. I blink and Echo leaves the room to get something to eat - and then suddenly she's at the computer and reading something I wrote that I can't remember and can't see. And what I wrote isn't... good, going by her expression and the questions she's asked.

Her blog is scrambled for me - I can see it, and read stuff, but some of the text is squished and inverted.

Monday, April 11, 2011

Echo probably doesn't trust me at all right now given I can't see anything important, I'm not about to kill my head trying to go around a perception filter - nifty name for it, Ryuu - and I actually feel...

Well, great. Well-rested and all that. I'd be in a good mood if things weren't so tense right now. I don't even have that weird thing with my sight whenever I see trees... Traded one filter for another, maybe.

Saturday, April 9, 2011

Echo pressured me into posting this update - she says that it'll be useful, but all I have to report is... weirdness. Might as well start at the beginning.

I slept for a really long time - like, unusually long, maybe because I was forcing myself to stay up before - and when I woke up, the laptop was on to an empty screen. Echo... seemed really tense. She didn't yell or anything, but I think she's worried, and she didn't really explain why - when I asked if I had moved around, she seemed even more weirded out.

I clearly don't remember what I seemed to have done, but when she tried to explain it, it just came out as a mess. I checked, and my blog and dashboard are... fine. Everything's working, all the blogs I follow show up, though Echo seems iffy about me being on the computer for long in general.

At least I don't feel as tired or nervous anymore, you know? Sleep is really good for something.

Wednesday, April 6, 2011

So. Not sure when we'll be on the move again, given we have a stalker and I seem to be in the habit of trying to re-enact an escape the room game in my sleep. gnignahc era sgniht

I'm... trying to be sarcastic and lighthearted about it but I kind of broke down a little before. Crying and stuff. I'm a crybaby - I do it a lot. I'm sure Echo's fed up with me bawling just because I can sleepwalk now. ekaw i lliw nehw

I... don't know what to do, other than drink coffee and set alarms so I don't sleep long. Doors are locked. I feel like I'm... betraying Echo somehow. We're supposed to be Running and I'm tripping her up all the time.

Tuesday, April 5, 2011

No - because I fucking woke up in the afternoon today with Echo screaming at me, about the leave the hotel room, and I don't remember it.

I've been sleeping. A lot. Later than I've ever been used to. Not like... this, though. It's not... lost time or teleporting, but I just...

I was sleepwalking. How ridiculous - my parents weren't afflicted and apparently it's genetic, though there are factors that could have helped provoke it. From Wikipedia:Other precipitating factors to sleepwalking are those factors which increase the slow wave sleep stage.[15] These most commonly include sleep deprivation, fever, and excessive tiredness

Just fucking great. And sleepwalkers look like zombies too. Much as I wanted to get back at Echo in some way for her prank... freaking her out like this was not what I wanted to do.

Other than that? Echo clearly did not resist the urge to prank me while I was sleeping. I now have scribbly scales in permanent marker on my arms. I'm pretty sure it has something to do with pigeons - or me mentioning I used to have dreams where I was a dragon. Regardless, she's been laughing and being smug since I got up, and it's hard to stay mad right now. I mean, I haven't laughed for a really long time.

So yeah. Thanks, even if you are smirking at me from across the room right now. Stay safe, everyone.

EDIT: Ohai, proxy followers. I would welcome you, but you're proxies and have only been creeper lurkers anyways. So. Why are all of my newest followers proxies? It's kind of weird.